Right she is there. They're almost... demure, in a way? After Jaskier has gotten over their destruction of the cemetery he and Alucard worked so hard to pretty up, he has found them only a mere annoyance. Which is certainly a bizarre way to think of anything, but it's simply... it pleases him more to not be bothered by them.

Besides. As she thinks as well, their cancelled classes has led to a bit more free time. They are both studious workers, which leaves a certain limit to their time together, though Jaskier has never been truly stifled by it.

And now he is simply not thinking about it, as if this free time may stretch on until they grow tired of it.

"Why not? I think your answer lay in that very question." A few corpses and strange, toxic plants replacing the pots by his window is not exactly the plague bearing down on them. And, truly, if Nadine does not worry, why should he? They are in the near exact same position as far as "surviving a plague" comes in.

His lips rest against her temple as he adds: "Well, of course. Something fun. Something enjoyable. Certainly something pleasurable. Whichever pleasure, I think, you are willing to pursue. If we have this free time, we must... grab it by the horns. So to speak."